Siheyuan: I became a truck driver

"By the way, Xiao Yun, what did you come here to buy?"

Xu Damao pushed his bicycle and suddenly asked.

"I bought a stone mill for my friend to grind flour and rice." Xiao Yun answered seriously.

After listening to this, Xu Damao frowned.

"Isn't there one here? But I remember that Third Uncle has one at home. How big does your friend need? I remember that the millstone at Third Uncle's home doesn't seem to be very big."

Xiao Yun raised his eyebrows when he heard this and began to think calmly.

I took a walk around while chatting just now, and indeed I didn't see any millstones in the market.

There's nowhere else to buy it right now, so he might as well use Uncle San's first. Anyway, there are only him and Xiao Aiguo eating there, so a smaller one will be enough.

After thinking all this through, Xiao Yun hesitated and said, "I don't think I'll need a very large one. A small one that can grind two or three pounds of corn flour every day will do."

When Xu Damao heard this, he immediately said, "That's fine, the Third Uncle's house is enough for you."

After hearing this, Xiao Yun did not plan to stay any longer, "Brother Damao, let me go back and ask what happened to the stone mill."

Xu Damao agreed without hesitation, "Okay, no problem."

Seeing this, Xiao Yun left first.

After leaving the flea market, Xiao Yun did not go back to the courtyard directly, but found a deserted place and went directly into the space.

While walking in the space, he casually broke off two corns from a corn stalk and threw them to the chickens. Three chickens immediately surrounded them and started pecking at them.

After walking around, Xiao Yun was surprised to find that one of the four chickens had started incubating eggs.

This surprised Xiao Yun very much. He immediately picked a chicken among the other three that was pecking at corn seriously and broke its neck.

They had stewed chicken for dinner. Before exiting the space, Xiao Yun took out six eggs and plucked two scallions to prepare scrambled eggs.

He tied the chicken's feet and held them in his hand, put the eggs directly into his pocket, and walked leisurely towards the courtyard.

Soon, Xiao Yun appeared in the front yard. He was holding not only a chicken in his hand, but also a folding table.

This was the inspiration Xu Damao gave to Xiao Yun. He wanted to use this table to exchange for a stone mill from Yan Bugui.

As usual, Yan Bugui stood in the front yard and carefully looked at everyone who returned home.

Whenever someone had something in their hands, he would come up to them, chat with them, and ask for something from them.

Most of the time he can get something out of it.

I don't know what the reason is today, but many people who came back to the yard from the steel mill after get off work didn't even say hello to him, let alone give him things.

While Yan Bugui was still wondering, Xiao Yun walked to the front yard.

Seeing Xiao Yun holding a chicken and a table in his hands, Yan Bugui's expression changed immediately. He no longer took the minor conflicts between the two of them to heart and immediately stepped forward to talk to him.

If we could get a chicken drumstick or chicken breast, then we would have both meat to eat in the evening and something to go with wine. What a wonderful thing.

"Hey, Xiaoyun is back. Why are there chickens and tables here? Have you made a fortune?"

Xiao Yun didn't want to pay attention to Yan Bugui at first, but he had to exchange things here after all, so he immediately responded with a smile.

As for the title, although Yan Bugui was dismissed from his post, after all, he was the one who had to exchange things for him. It was impossible to call him by his full name, so he could only call him "Uncle".

"Uncle, isn't the table at my house broken? After get off work, go to the flea market and buy a new one. Take a look." As he said this, Xiao Yun showed the new table to Yan Bugui and deliberately shook the chicken in his hand with a large amplitude.

Yan Bugui looked around the table and his eyes were attracted by the fat hen.

"Xiao Yun, do you still want the broken table in your house? Why don't you give it to Uncle Three?"

When Xiao Yun saw Yan Bugui asking this, he immediately said:

"Uncle, I'm going to sell this old table to someone who knows carpentry skills at the flea market. He can fix it up and sell it again. If you want one dollar, take it!"

Yan Bugui was originally planning to get it for free, but when he heard that Xiao Yun wanted to charge money, he immediately took a step back.

"Xiao Yun, you are trying to cheat your uncle, right? You want me to pay you one dollar for a broken table? Do you really think I am a rich landlord?"

Xiao Yun shrugged his shoulders and said, "Third Uncle, you can't ask me to give it to you for free, I'm not that generous."

Yan Bugui smiled and said, "Xiaoyun, it's all broken anyway, so why don't you just treat it as a good deed and let me have it. I'll write a few words for you after the New Year."

The words mentioned by Yan Bugui are an old item in the Chinese New Year.

Every Chinese New Year, he would help everyone in the compound write with his diploma as an elementary school teacher.

Of course, this is not free, he will charge some peanuts, melon seeds, etc. as compensation.

Everyone in the compound was looking for someone to write couplets with the word "Fu" in them, and since Yan Bugui was willing to do it, everyone went to him for help.

As time went by, this became an indispensable activity during every Spring Festival.

Originally, Yan Bugui would not bring up this matter at this time, but since the Excellent Compound was gone and there would be no distribution of melon seeds and candies, he had to prepare for the New Year in advance.

That's why this request was made.

Xiao Yun didn't care about writing couplets. His mind was full of the millstone at the moment.

"Uncle, I should give you peanuts and sunflower seeds for writing during the Chinese New Year, but it's not that time yet, right? If you really want that table, I won't charge you. Can you just exchange it for something?"

Hearing what Xiao Yun said, Yan Bugui relaxed and looked towards the door of his house.

"So what do you want? How about these two flower pots?"

Xiao Yun shook his head, "Uncle, I don't have any hobbies or interests in growing flowers."

"What about this pole? You can use it to knock off the dust when you hang your quilts out to dry?"

Yan Bugui pointed to a wooden stick on the side.

Xiao Yun took a look and shook his head again, "Uncle Three, are you using this stick to hit the quilt? I thought you were using it to beat the children like Uncle Two."

Yan Bugui waved his hand and said, "Look at what you said. Although I am poor, I don't need to beat my children to educate them."

Finally, after finishing speaking, Yan Bugui couldn't help but ask, "You don't want this, you don't want that, what do you want?"

Xiao Yun was no fool. If he directly said that he wanted the millstone, Yan Bugui would definitely take the opportunity to blackmail him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yun slowly put down the table, picked up the chicken and walked to the door of Yan Bugui's house to look around.

"Uncle, you haven't used this fishing rod for a long time. Why don't you give it to me?"

After hearing this, Yan Bugui immediately waved his hand to interrupt.

"That won't do. You want to return my fishing rod with a broken table? You still want to take advantage of me, your uncle? Forget it."

Xiao Yun smiled and nodded, then continued to choose.

There is a reason why Xiao Yun picked the things. He specifically looked for things that Yan Bugui would definitely not give away.

After a few times, Xiao Yun pretended to be impatient and looked at Yan Bugui.

"Uncle, you agreed to exchange things, but you won't give me this or that. Aren't you just kidding me?"

Yan Bugui also felt a little embarrassed.

Xiao Yun took the opportunity to point to the stone mill and said, "Uncle, you don't have any use for this stone millstone, right? Just take it and exchange it."